<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563</id><updated>2011-12-13T22:52:48.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jabberwocky</title><subtitle type='html'>L'amour nait d'un sourir, la vie d'un soleil, la mort d'une larme et tout ca recommence tant et aussi longtemps que nous n'avons pas trouve l'etre ideal.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110989702778370468</id><published>2005-03-03T19:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T19:43:47.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>darlings, i'm leaving blogger. lili's new home.see you soon.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110989702778370468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110989702778370468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/03/darlings-im-leaving-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110850728131714113</id><published>2005-02-15T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:43:07.896-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know what's up with my blog. The enetation commenting isn't working... I will fiddle around with this and maybe get rid of the enetation and just use blogger's commenting system.let me explore. ooh yes.. you all should check out my  bebo page .  I have pictures from China. =) and more will be coming along. (I hope) I love programs that help the computer illiterate person that I am. This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110850728131714113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110850728131714113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-dont-know-whats-up-with-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110776866755269850</id><published>2005-02-07T04:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T04:31:07.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God, this is what hell must be like. The fruit at the tip of your fingers that's perpetually out of reach, the drop of water falling so close to your parched lips that never quenches your thirst, and worst of all, sleep that beckons so invitingly to your exhausted eyes but slams the door in your face just as you're about the cross the threshold to bliss.Ladies and gentlemen, it is now 4 in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110776866755269850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110776866755269850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/02/god-this-is-what-hell-must-be-like.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110721220166542127</id><published>2005-01-31T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T17:56:41.666-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When I was in China, there was this store that I really wanted to shop at. It's called Sisley and is an Italian brand, now owed by the Bennetton Group.  During the fall, when I was walking from school, there was this ad for Sisley, opening in Montreal! (yippee! I was super excited but unfortunately, still haven't been able to go check out the store) Today, I was about to start listening to some</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110721220166542127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110721220166542127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/when-i-was-in-china-there-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110681403902775826</id><published>2005-01-27T02:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T03:20:39.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>overcoming procrastination</title><summary type='text'>It's three in the morning and I just can't fall asleep, thinking about all the stuff I have to do. I've spent the last 20 minutes making a schedule for the next four days. How did I suddenly get so far behind?! I have a 'to-do' list a mile long and it's not getting any shorter. *breathe out* perhaps I'm taking on too many activities and should focus in on one thing instead of diversifying, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110681403902775826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110681403902775826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/overcoming-procrastination.html' title='overcoming procrastination'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110662782832027361</id><published>2005-01-24T23:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T23:40:24.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just done a quiz and I am a sock.You are a sock.You are a cozy, fuzzy, warm-hearted person. A lot of your friends describe you as a hopeless romantic. You fall for the opposite sex very easily. But be careful, because usually you don't know what you are getting into, and because you are very sensitive, you can get hurt... especially in early relationships. Also, don't exclude the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110662782832027361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110662782832027361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/ive-just-done-quiz-and-i-am-sock.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110646105774138623</id><published>2005-01-22T23:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T01:17:37.740-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was at an asian event tonight (as these are pretty much the only ones that i attend) and I met this dude. now, i've seen him before, and he's quite cute but I've never had the chance to talk to him. He has dimples (I just can't resist dimples!) and has this fantabulous sophisticated look about him, the black jackets and such... so cool. He'd put in some music that i'm rather fond of. (it's ST</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110646105774138623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110646105774138623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-was-at-asian-event-tonight-as-these.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110608538285612332</id><published>2005-01-18T16:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-18T16:56:22.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>brrr it's cold out there</title><summary type='text'>*sniff* It's so cold today. my eyes almost started watering from the sharp winds. I'm only warm for a bit before i have to go outside again and face the bitter cold. *shivers*I went to pick up my photos today and didn't end up getting them because I was developing from negatives and they charge 70cents per photo. I had 2 rolls so that came out to almost $40.00 I should have just gotten doubles </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110608538285612332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110608538285612332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/brrr-its-cold-out-there.html' title='brrr it&apos;s cold out there'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110487371117924499</id><published>2005-01-04T16:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T16:21:51.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I usually assume that people our age have done some things around the house by now and aren't too put off by the little tasks that come with living on your own.  I was telling my friend last night about how I cook my Chinese lettuce (I stir-fry it with sliced potatoes) and she has this almost pained expression on her face... "but that sooo much trouble. you have to peel it and cut it and stuff...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110487371117924499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110487371117924499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-usually-assume-that-people-our-age.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110481660638483852</id><published>2005-01-04T01:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T00:30:06.383-05:00</updated><title type='text'>can not fall asleep</title><summary type='text'>hmmm it's 12am and i would very much like to go to sleep so i can stop my vicious cycle of not going to class and then missing more because i haven't caught up, but due to excessive late nights during the holidays, i'm unable to adapt quite yet. damn me and my procrastinative and napping ways. i took 2 naps on the bus today and so i'm not tired at all. (i hope i didn't snore, talk in my sleep, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110481660638483852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110481660638483852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2005/01/can-not-fall-asleep.html' title='can not fall asleep'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110374245361806220</id><published>2004-12-22T11:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T14:07:33.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm home. yay!I was waiting at STC for my dad to come pick me up yesterday and I look over to the parking lot and there's Maryam and Yuen! They were at Town Centre doing some Christmas and belated birthday shopping for their loved ones and I got a nice welcome home! We really need to all get together and do something cuz we've been talking a lot about this. Let's see... so we're watching </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110374245361806220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110374245361806220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-home.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110246900074768354</id><published>2004-12-07T20:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T20:23:20.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEN!!   *muah* </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110246900074768354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110246900074768354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/12/happy-birthday-jen-muah.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110237829879393374</id><published>2004-12-06T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T19:11:38.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>egh</title><summary type='text'>my head is about to explode from all this studying. girls, i am going to go to class next semester. the way to success isn't listening to 10 lectures a week before your exam and expect to be ready....i'm at school in the computer lab again. this is somehow conducive to my studying (except for the occasional blogging.. and food breaks) i've noticed that there are never any cute guys here in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110237829879393374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110237829879393374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/12/egh.html' title='egh'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110210223322597587</id><published>2004-12-03T14:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T14:30:33.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>gah, it's horrible before exams</title><summary type='text'>I'm here at school printing and this damn queue is so freakin' long! I thought I would be outta here in like 5 min. I'm waiting and trying to be productive... i.e. reading people's blogs and livejournals and such. I kinda want to get a livejournal because it would make things so much easier but I don't want to give up my avocado and fruits template on blogger... Oh, I didn't tell you all about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110210223322597587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110210223322597587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/12/gah-its-horrible-before-exams.html' title='gah, it&apos;s horrible before exams'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110075329717501854</id><published>2004-11-17T23:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T23:48:17.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mmm... ijust had a sudden whiff of cinnamon and have a horrible craving for cinnamon buns. the fact that i'm horribly hungry doesn't help.  I've just been stuffing my face today. I can't get enough of the junk food and i've made all these impulse purchases... Chinese fast food, random candy and donuts. God! I think I'm junk food deprived and good food deprived. I'm tired of eating all the crap I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110075329717501854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110075329717501854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/11/mmm.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110064740271490875</id><published>2004-11-16T18:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T18:23:22.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'>les fetes</title><summary type='text'>happy birthday joe!happy birthday julie!happy birthday carmen!sorry i'm late, been busy studying... ahhhh!hope everyone is doing well and you all got what you wanted for your birthdays. =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110064740271490875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110064740271490875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/11/les-fetes.html' title='les fetes'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-110005448924393171</id><published>2004-11-09T21:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T21:41:29.243-05:00</updated><title type='text'>an "un-possible day"</title><summary type='text'>I said the word un-possible today. I was horribley embrassed and couldn't do anything to take it back.  It was really a D'OH moment and I wanted to crawl into a corner.  The situation wasn't helped by my wind-tousled hair. It wasn't sexy. (I had just crawled out of bed...egh...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110005448924393171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/110005448924393171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/11/un-possible-day.html' title='an &quot;un-possible day&quot;'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-109944702158506651</id><published>2004-11-02T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T20:57:01.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in case I forget to send you an e-card. happy birthday dilys!*muah* I hope you're having a fantastic day! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109944702158506651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109944702158506651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/11/in-case-i-forget-to-send-you-e-card.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-109920526207403366</id><published>2004-10-31T01:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T01:47:42.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've found it! yay!The song is Suzanne Vega - Caramel.It won't do to dream of caramelto think of cinnamonand long for youIt's a great song. Go download it! Go! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109920526207403366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109920526207403366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/10/ive-found-it-yay-song-is-suzanne-vega.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-109920464051018898</id><published>2004-10-31T01:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T01:38:26.306-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just finished watching the Thomas Crown Affair and I have to say I like this movie very much, much more than I did the first time. It seems like one of those movies that are mainly targetting older middle-aged women who are lacking a bit of romance in their lives but (well i am lacking a little romance) there's something about this movie that I just really enjoy, maybe the soundtrack (the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109920464051018898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109920464051018898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/10/ive-just-finished-watching-thomas.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-109859087491545403</id><published>2004-10-23T22:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T00:07:54.916-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maryam wasn't at home tonight so I decided that I would cook up a storm. It wasn't as stormy as I liked though I have to say, tonight's meal wasn't too shabby. (except for the stir-fried celery which was a tad too salty.) It was very chinese or at least very much my mother's style of cooking.  Must remember to wash dishes before I maryam gets home (or at least put her dishes back into the sink)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109859087491545403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109859087491545403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/10/maryam-wasnt-at-home-tonight-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-109535419369806047</id><published>2004-09-16T13:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-16T13:08:45.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>How come no one posts anymore? I guess I shouldn't complain too much about this since I'm part of the problem. I want to know about stuff that's happening! I feel so detached and far from you all. and I'm not going to see anybody until Christmas. (it seems sooooo far away....) so please write me letters! call me! visit!!! I've just sent out an e-mail with all of my contact information.  I'll be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109535419369806047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/109535419369806047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/09/how-come-no-one-posts-anymore-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108875446743087575</id><published>2004-07-02T02:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-07-02T03:47:47.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been in China for a week and a half now.  The job is okay, making some friends, the office is almost full of really friendly people.  The men are a little anti-social, the women are nice, full of common woman-folk talk. (One really annoying lady who is always playing the damsel in distress role, her whining voice gets on my nerves.)  I finally got to talk to the cute guy in the 'cubicle' </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108875446743087575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108875446743087575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/07/ive-been-in-china-for-week-and-half.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108761440670248528</id><published>2004-06-18T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-18T23:06:46.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just wanted to tell you all that I'm leaving for China this Sunday.  Unfortunately, because of my bad organizational skills, I was unable to organize a get-together.  So, I'm really sorry that I didn't get to see any of you and say good-bye.  I won't be seeing you until Christmas, so miss me! :D I hope you all have a fantastic summer and I will keep you posted on my adventures! Please e-mail </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108761440670248528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108761440670248528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-just-wanted-to-tell-you-all-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108748585334802686</id><published>2004-06-17T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-17T11:24:13.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Margaret,Here is the promised post of places to go in Montreal.CLUBS:Jet: (Ste Catherine &amp; St. Timothe) It's an okay club, they play hip hop &amp; R&amp;B music and cover is $10.  see if you can pick up any    across the street from Jet is Groove Society and it plays techno/house stuffOrchid:(Prince Arthur &amp; St. Laurent) really nice club, hip-hop &amp; R&amp;B, I think you'll have a lot of fun here, cover:</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108748585334802686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108748585334802686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/06/margaret-here-is-promised-post-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108723716798781995</id><published>2004-06-14T14:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T14:19:27.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey Gals,Want to know if you all want to go to dinner this Saturday so that I can say good bye. *tear* I may not be seeing any of you til next Christmas. Place: Jack Astor's (Town Centre) or East Side Marios (Warden/Eglinton)  Depending on where people would prefer to eat.Time: 6:30 or 7pmCall or e-mail me. Bye!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108723716798781995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108723716798781995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/06/hey-gals-want-to-know-if-you-all-want.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108696717348796753</id><published>2004-06-11T11:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T11:38:07.373-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I found this article on MSN Today.  It's rather interesting I think. Life just isn't fair.Do Pretty People Earn More?     Studies show attractive students get more attention and higher evaluations from their teachers, good-looking patients get more personalized care from their doctors, and handsome criminals receive lighter sentences than less attractive convicts. But how much do looks matter</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108696717348796753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108696717348796753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/06/i-found-this-article-on-msn-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108670156196879758</id><published>2004-06-08T09:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T09:32:41.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the flames lost. *tear* they came so close!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108670156196879758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108670156196879758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/06/flames-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108559765053511118</id><published>2004-05-26T14:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-26T14:54:10.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMIN8ER</title><summary type='text'>I am so stupid! This is the ultimate example of my lack of brain cells. *bangs head on table* *weeps in dismay* I stuck the digital camera's compact flash-disk in my laptop's firewire card slot.  I thought that it might fit lenghtwise so I could get the pictures.  It didn't fit, it was too small.  Now it's stuck at the bottom of the hole in the heart of my computer. *sob* I can't get it out!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108559765053511118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108559765053511118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/05/domin8er.html' title='DOMIN8ER'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108503402959179414</id><published>2004-05-20T02:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T02:20:29.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Microbio here i come!</title><summary type='text'>I just checked my e-mail and I got into Microbio!!! woot! I'm very happy about this because I was beginning to worry that I wouldn't get in. It saves me a lot of time now because I won't have to plan out other courses. Praise the admissions people!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108503402959179414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108503402959179414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/05/microbio-here-i-come.html' title='Microbio here i come!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108491027804236089</id><published>2004-05-18T15:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T15:58:24.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Greetings</title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MING!HAPPY BIRTHDAY KAJENNY!HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAYMOND (who doesn't read this journal)I'm sorry I'm late. I did rememer! Ming, I actually called you Saturday evening, but you weren't home. =( I'm looking forward to seeing you this week! Yay movie!!!The job-hunting is not going well. Please, if you have some sort of connection (e.g. with the Mafia, so that you can pull some </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108491027804236089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108491027804236089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/05/birthday-greetings.html' title='Birthday Greetings'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108421359220524282</id><published>2004-05-10T13:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T14:26:32.206-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Answering the Questions 3</title><summary type='text'>Alicia's Questions:1. Is there such a thing as a soulmate?    Yes. I actualy didn't feel it so much before but in particular this year, I feel that you are destined to meet some people.  There are those who don't leave much of an imprint on your life but there are others that you couldn't imagine life without.  I think there are people who you meet and there is an immediate spark. I'm not just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108421359220524282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108421359220524282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/05/answering-questions-3.html' title='Answering the Questions 3'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108352830684304275</id><published>2004-05-02T16:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T16:09:21.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Questions 3</title><summary type='text'>Julie, I must say, this was ingenious. I would never have though of this.I want everyone who reads this journal to ask me three questions, no more no less. Three shall be the number of questions and the number of questions shall be three. Four shalt thou not ask, neither shalt thou ask two, excepting that thou then proceedeth to three. Five is right out.*You can ask me whatever you want, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108352830684304275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108352830684304275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/05/questions-3.html' title='Questions 3'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108311584723890770</id><published>2004-04-27T21:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T21:34:55.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOT!!!! i am going home!!</title><summary type='text'>chem is done!!! I'll be home in 3 days!!! My ecstasy is only being shot down by the horrible state that my room is in right now. =( trying to clean and organize stuff. Didnt' think that I'd brought this much crap with me. It'll be over soon. When are you all going home? We need to get together!!! call me after the 30th!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108311584723890770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108311584723890770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/04/woot-i-am-going-home.html' title='WOOT!!!! i am going home!!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108156258129728402</id><published>2004-04-09T22:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-09T22:06:45.966-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Life or lack of health don't scare me. Seeing people sick and hearing about your friends' friends/relatives passing away is shocking but my mind wraps around that quickly and I'm just left with how quickly times goes by.  Every year seems shorter than the last. Every day seems slip away so quickly. I don't know what I do with my time but it seems like the next time i look at the clock, it's close</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108156258129728402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108156258129728402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/04/life-or-lack-of-health-dont-scare-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-108146875414176879</id><published>2004-04-08T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T20:02:56.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>18</title><summary type='text'>Today I went to visit a friend of mine in the hospital.  She had a cyst 14cm in diamter on her ovarian wall. She was in a lot of pain for the last few nights and had it drained a couple of nights ago.  That didnt' work because her fallopian tube wrapped around it and killed it.  She had to have surgery last night to get it removed.  She's feeling a lot better now but is very weak.  When i was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108146875414176879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/108146875414176879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/04/18.html' title='18'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107977663721382658</id><published>2004-03-20T04:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-20T05:00:33.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's 5:55AM. I am still up, contemplating whether or not i should stay up for the rest of the day. 10 minutes ago (before i brushed my teeth) i wasn't tired and thought it would work. Now my eyelids have suddenly become heavy and I don't really think i can stay awake. On the other hand, i just finished watching  Devil's Advocate and... I'm afraid that i'm going to have horrible images in my head </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107977663721382658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107977663721382658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-555am.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107956105444561853</id><published>2004-03-17T17:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-17T17:07:28.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Darlings, I e-mailed my daddy yesterday and he won't let me go to ottawa. boo. He doesn't want me missing class (I can't really argue with that)  I will sit here patiently waiting for you all to come. Clean my room and such. See you all soon! (9 days?)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107956105444561853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107956105444561853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/03/darlings-i-e-mailed-my-daddy-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-10792841483890698</id><published>2004-03-14T12:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T12:12:18.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Small World after all</title><summary type='text'>Last night, Guilaume and I were hanging out in my room checking out pictures from his school. He comes to a picture of this one dude. They're posing together in sailing gear and stuff. He's just nonchalantly talking about him.. "yeah and this is avery". I saw the face and he looked familiar then the name! I knew him! This was a guy i'd met in Trois-Pistoles 2 summers ago! He was in my french </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/10792841483890698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/10792841483890698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/03/its-small-world-after-all.html' title='It&apos;s a Small World after all'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107871973387673537</id><published>2004-03-07T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T23:25:14.920-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GAAAAHHHH! I'm feeling stressed. This bio project is overwhelming me. I think I'm putting too much work into it, but I feel that if i just skim the book, I'll be missing important information.  The problem is that it's 400 pages and i'm presenting wednesday, so it's hard to read all those pages. I can see them stretching in front of me endlessly. ohhh. must concentrate. I'm sitting in the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107871973387673537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107871973387673537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/03/gaaaahhhh-im-feeling-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107781122440320862</id><published>2004-02-26T11:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-26T11:03:11.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wednesday, I spent the afternoon at a physiotherapy/massage therapy clinic. This is my parents' friend's way of persuading me to be a physiotherapist. I didn't mind going. it was neat experience and the workplace of a rather attractive Polish massage therapist. mmmm... Too bad I didn't get a massage at the end of the day for all my hard volunteer work. ;DI am very much frustrated with the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107781122440320862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107781122440320862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/02/wednesday-i-spent-afternoon-at.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107752194008912506</id><published>2004-02-23T02:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T02:41:42.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>home sweet home</title><summary type='text'>I got home friday night, much later than i expected. I think i told most people that i'd be back at 4pm, it turned out to be 3 hours later. I wasn't taking the train so saved me some money there but it was a long ride. Again, i fell asleep several times. I have this bad habit of passing out in random places. i didn't sleep much though the night before. gloria and i went to bubble tea and ended up</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107752194008912506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107752194008912506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/02/home-sweet-home.html' title='home sweet home'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107687874770505516</id><published>2004-02-15T15:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T18:15:34.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last night, I got home around 11 after watching Evita. It wasn't that good. Not what i expected from a university level production. I fell asleep during the last 10 minutes. I'm kinda embarrassed to admit that. I hope I wasn't making any weired noises. *glances around furtively* I hope I don't turn into one of those people who starts snoring in the middle of an opera or concert. Arun came to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107687874770505516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107687874770505516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/02/last-night-i-got-home-around-11-after.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107678582118876679</id><published>2004-02-14T14:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T14:12:52.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck in a moment</title><summary type='text'>just going to blog about the physics lab guy. he's taken =( girlfriend's a bitch though. won't let him have the phone number of any other girl. (!) and he can't hang out with other girls. how stupid is that? if he's such a wussy i probably wouldn't have liked him anyway.it's valentine's day. nothing special has happened. (i still have some hope, it being only 2pm) i contemplated buyinjg flowers</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107678582118876679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107678582118876679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/02/stuck-in-moment.html' title='stuck in a moment'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107553488024731071</id><published>2004-01-31T02:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T02:43:41.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'>confession</title><summary type='text'>I'm embarrassed with myself.  This thing (i'm not going to go into details now) happened at the beginning of the year that i wasn't too happy with.  During it, i had no problem with it, but afterwards, i was mortified. even now i wince at the thought of it.  I didn't think anyone knew, but then it got brought up at lunch and i froze, mumbled something stupid and shook my head in an attempt to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107553488024731071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107553488024731071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/01/confession.html' title='confession'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107532860952153016</id><published>2004-01-28T17:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T02:38:26.343-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have a knack for meeting/seeing cute boys in my physics labs. Last semester, he was British, and cute.  all i have to say right? Unfortunately, he has now been taken by a japanese girl) This semester, he's FRENCH (!) and cute. He's a little taller than me, brown hair, brown eyes ! I'm in love with the french! *swoon* I helped them with their machinery for the lab... and then he kept on looking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107532860952153016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107532860952153016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-have-knack-for-meetingseeing-cute.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107482306305086979</id><published>2004-01-22T20:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T09:56:39.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm BACK!!!</title><summary type='text'>It's thursday night and i'm just feeling a little of the 'week-end's coming up' syndrome.  That's why I'm posting. Has anything interesting happened? Yes.This afternoon, Maryam and I went to a pub. Yes you read correctly. a PUB at 4 in the afternoon!! I felt like such a drunkard when this idea was first brought up.  who goes go pubs at 4 in the afternoon but creepy, drunk men? A lot of people </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107482306305086979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107482306305086979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2004/01/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m BACK!!!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107101658406442505</id><published>2003-12-09T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:37:27.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY JEN!!!!</title><summary type='text'>I'm so sorry that I'm late. Happy belated! i'm sorry!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107101658406442505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107101658406442505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/12/happy-18th-birthday-jen.html' title='HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY JEN!!!!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-107026073099515474</id><published>2003-12-01T01:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:36:45.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'>lili's hair. </title><summary type='text'>i'll get these up eventually... sorry dears!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107026073099515474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/107026073099515474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/12/lilis-hair.html' title='lili&apos;s hair. '/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106997141062398607</id><published>2003-11-27T17:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T17:17:38.060-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel really relaxed now, even though my math exam is looming up ahead (next friday) I've been sitting here for about an hour reading people's blogs and such. ming, you're isn't working. And yes, thank you very very very much for the letter!!! I will write one back asap. Tonight, I'm going to go on a midnight bubble tea trek to to Chinatown. This place has really good bubble tea, I'm quite </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106997141062398607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106997141062398607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-feel-really-relaxed-now-even-though.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106918987932732213</id><published>2003-11-18T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:11:53.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting sites...</title><summary type='text'>'bush is the greatest threat to life on this planet'I think Canada needs some of these. Imagine riding in one of them.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918987932732213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918987932732213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/interesting-sites.html' title='interesting sites...'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106918923874660413</id><published>2003-11-18T16:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T16:01:13.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"A man without a woman is like a statue without pigeons." -- TyperA</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918923874660413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918923874660413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/man-without-woman-is-like-statue.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106918701644558973</id><published>2003-11-18T15:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T15:30:00.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'>blue eyes</title><summary type='text'>Just a thought I had:blonds have the nicest eyes. Even if they aren't that good looking, their eyes are just amazing... lol this must be the stupidest post... hehe tell me what you guys think. ;-)I am so tired... this charity week is burning me out. I have to spend so much time making posters and such. then stuff goes wrong... a lot of things have gone wrong, if something can go wrong it will.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918701644558973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106918701644558973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/blue-eyes.html' title='blue eyes'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106883808734624826</id><published>2003-11-14T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T14:28:36.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hi Lili!"</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday, I had to go to Molson to work on my Chem lab. Since everyone had congregated in my room for some reason, I let them stay there until I got back. I was just mentioning something to Sam, with my back to the doorway. I turn around to leave and Harrison jumps out from behind me with a perky "Hi Lili".  My first reaction was a scream! bloody hell! That scared the crap outta me.  I didn't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106883808734624826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106883808734624826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/hi-lili.html' title='&quot;Hi Lili!&quot;'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106814015687296491</id><published>2003-11-06T12:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T12:36:15.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GAHHH!</title><summary type='text'>i hate chem. I actually shouldn't be sick of it yet. I've only been studying... oh 4 hours. There is something wrong with me people! Even the day before the midterm, I don't feel the urge to sit my ass down and REALLY study. maryam does 8 hours cram sessions listening to hours on hours of lectures online and what do i do? I sit here attempting to read but really am not absorbing any of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106814015687296491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106814015687296491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/11/gahhh.html' title='GAHHH!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106758118297986308</id><published>2003-10-31T01:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-31T01:19:53.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Commencement</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to be home 8pm friday. Call me!xoxo</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106758118297986308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106758118297986308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/commencement.html' title='Commencement'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106727119856226938</id><published>2003-10-27T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-29T19:45:21.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><summary type='text'>i'm sitting here in burnside hall and writing chem notes. don't know why i'm posting about this really, i guess as distraction from the tedium of hybridization theory. I can't believe i'm behind in chem! I have 2 lectures i need to listen to when i get home. funny how after living in rez for 2 months i now refer to it as home. actually, i've been referring to it as home for a few weeks now. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106727119856226938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106727119856226938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/catching-up.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106701909949727927</id><published>2003-10-24T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T14:11:41.170-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It snowed! First snow of the season. I feel giddy about it because it's just natural to feel giddy about the first snowfall of the season but... I imagine that hill covered in snow and my delight is lessened. Surprisingly, it's not as cold as I would have thought it to be. According to the paper, today was supposed to have a high of 6 and a low of 0 but I step outside and it's a relatively </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106701909949727927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106701909949727927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/it-snowed-first-snow-of-season.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106619402846895643</id><published>2003-10-15T01:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T20:31:49.640-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here are the pictures! I'm not much of a photographer and I think the cold made my hands a little unsteady. (oops!)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106619402846895643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106619402846895643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/here-are-pictures-im-not-much-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106607897892167422</id><published>2003-10-13T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T17:02:59.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>I finally went to see a sunrise this morning! Gloria and I stayed up the whole night and spent the last 2 hours before sunrise walking and sitting on a stone fence. We left before the sun actually came up because our bums were numb from the cold.  Stone feels like ice when it's cold.  I also climbed the mountain on Thursday night.  I was helping this girl move and I looked into the sky and I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106607897892167422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106607897892167422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/thanksgiving.html' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106515775875926424</id><published>2003-10-03T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T17:03:24.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Midterm!</title><summary type='text'>Midterms suck. NEVER, NEVER compare answers with people after a midterm.  This could be the turning point of your day, from a good day to a bad day and from a bad day to a bird-just-pooed-in-my-face crappy day. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106515775875926424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106515775875926424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/10/midterm.html' title='Midterm!'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106489468795291050</id><published>2003-09-30T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-03T01:07:21.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'>editting</title><summary type='text'>you guys, i really need to read over the stuff i write! I was checking out the comments that you wonderful people left me and also re-reading my post, some of the things were the complete opposite of what i wanted to say! hehe. i played ping-pong today! whoopee! i've lost my touch. *sniff* I beat kieran really badly at the beginning (sorry) and then he kicked my butt 11-4. boo hoo. Kris doesn't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106489468795291050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106489468795291050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/editting.html' title='editting'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106486111919394619</id><published>2003-09-29T14:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T00:15:30.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>WEEKEND</title><summary type='text'>Friday, September 26, 2003boring day, math tutorial, i got perfect on my quiz that didn't count for anything. we stayed up late doing something... oh yeah foozball. I had never actually played foozball before coming here. I really sucked the first few times I played, and I still suck but not as much anymore. As my sister says, the degree of suckage has gone down. lol her and her made up words.  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106486111919394619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106486111919394619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/weekend.html' title='&lt;I&gt;WEEKEND&lt;i&gt;'/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106449639407899398</id><published>2003-09-25T09:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T09:26:33.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my parents are coming to visit me this saturday! yay! they're going to bring me some chinese food as well as my ping-pong paddles. to be cont... have to go down and eat breakfast.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106449639407899398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106449639407899398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/my-parents-are-coming-to-visit-me-this.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106434869827010925</id><published>2003-09-23T16:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T16:24:58.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my eyes are about to fall out as i sit here writing this post and wait for my interview. I'm going for an SUS (science undergraduate society) position. i will be a volunteer coordinator. I am determined to do something here and not sit around like a hermit in a hermit hole.  I've got several activities planned for this year, cancer ball volunteer, msf and volunteer coordinator. the rest of the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106434869827010925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106434869827010925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/my-eyes-are-about-to-fall-out-as-i-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106368969128193159</id><published>2003-09-16T01:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-16T01:29:27.550-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so tired. i don't even know why i'm posting so late just though i needed to fill up some space. dudettes, i'm feeling the pressure of university. it's only been a week and i already feel like i'm behind. actually, it's not just a feeling, it's a reality. i AM behind. so much reading to do and practice problems and damn difficult labs.... grrr... i need a bio book. must find way to purchase </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106368969128193159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106368969128193159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-am-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106341075250221271</id><published>2003-09-12T19:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T19:52:32.350-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whoo! i have waited long hours for a free spot in chem120! and i got it! i now have a perfect schedule for the winter semester. whooo! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106341075250221271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106341075250221271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/whoo-i-have-waited-long-hours-for-free.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106305234127268650</id><published>2003-09-08T16:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T19:57:34.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>the other day (sept 6th), me and some ppl from my floor went to dim-sum in chinatown here in montreal.  It wasn't much different from dim-sum in Toronto but I was left with the impression that it was better.  Perhaps i was swayed by the wonderful review in my science agenda ("possibly the best dim-sum in all of montreal! but not comparable to toronto, ottawa or vancouver") it was decent, not sure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106305234127268650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106305234127268650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/other-day-sept-6th-me-and-some-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106282724913102698</id><published>2003-09-06T01:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T01:47:29.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i don't know how to do this commenting thing. need to read instructions more carefully. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106282724913102698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106282724913102698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-dont-know-how-to-do-this-commenting.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106282681741179645</id><published>2003-09-06T01:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T01:46:44.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is pretty much what maryam posted. Since we spent quite a bit of time together, our stories are very similar.   I have found a buddy to practice french with. whoo lili!Hey all! Maryam &amp; Lili here. Maryam on the keyboard, Lili accompanying and adding in her input.Well, as promised, we are going to give you an account of our time here in Montreal.Day 1: Sunday the 24th. I (Maryam) </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106282681741179645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106282681741179645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/this-is-pretty-much-what-maryam-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106263262797260643</id><published>2003-09-03T19:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-03T19:54:20.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>testing commenting service  LinktoComments('&lt;$BlogItemNumber$&gt;') "&gt;Comment </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106263262797260643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106263262797260643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/testing-commenting-service.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106245103377627503</id><published>2003-09-01T17:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T17:18:41.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>8/31/03: hotel wyndham, lone star, lights of 737, overcast, white wispy cotton like clouds, wind</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106245103377627503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106245103377627503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/09/83103-hotel-wyndham-lone-star-lights.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106196105688674370</id><published>2003-08-27T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T01:10:56.890-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mes chères amies! comment allez-vous? tout va bien à montréal... i'm pretty much settled into my dorm. it's not bad, some of you have seen fast-forwarded pictures from from webcam (bless technology) there are lots of hot guys here, none of whom are quebecois or french... actually i met this one french guy but he didn't speak english too well and was not hot.. so yeah. our floor fellow is cute (</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106196105688674370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106196105688674370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/08/mes-chres-amies-comment-allez-vous.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106117781196932760</id><published>2003-08-17T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T23:36:51.956-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>mike gave out roses at formal!!! pretty white roses... i didn't get one. *sniff*</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106117781196932760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106117781196932760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/08/mike-gave-out-roses-at-formal-pretty.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106107283946265663</id><published>2003-08-16T18:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T18:27:19.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my sisters and i bought a very prettily wrapped box of godiva chocolates for my parents cuz it was their anniversay a few weeks ago. we had to stall giving it to them because we were planning on cooking a scrumpdidily-umtious meal for them. we were tired of cooking pasta for them every year so we wanted to cook something else. but we couldn't really decide on what or find a decent recipe so we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106107283946265663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106107283946265663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/08/my-sisters-and-i-bought-very-prettily.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106107224647761250</id><published>2003-08-16T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-16T18:17:26.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i think i should be blogging more. there have been several comments that my blogs are more than a week old. i am once again interrupted, my mom's calling me for dinner... hear weird grumbling in my tummy.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106107224647761250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106107224647761250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-think-i-should-be-blogging-more.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-106031973362796548</id><published>2003-08-08T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T01:19:00.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MANDY!!!Thought i'd share some of my recent driving experiences w/ y'all. Went downtown with my dad yesterday and i drove. I've come to some conclusions: 1) i am crazy and possibly should not be allowed behind the wheel; and 2) my father is also crazy, because he takes me on the highway. Now i must admit, this being illegal and all, there's some thrill in driving down the highway</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106031973362796548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/106031973362796548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/08/happy-birthday-mandy-thought-id-share.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105892705976699673</id><published>2003-07-22T22:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-22T22:24:24.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm reading over everyone else's blog and i'm just blown away at how much my writing sucks compare to all yous. *sniff* must work on this so i don't fail all my university essay courses. must do something for yuen's birthday... why are we such last minute ppl?! for some reason, my brain's not working and can't think of anything creative to do, somethign that we haven't done before. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105892705976699673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105892705976699673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/07/im-reading-over-everyone-elses-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105856805320116608</id><published>2003-07-18T18:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-18T18:40:53.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>dudes, i think i'm going to give up on driving. i swear i must be the awfullest driver in the world. i seem to have difficulty discerning speeds and deciding which way i should turn the steering wheel when i'm in reverse. there must be a "driver" portion to your brain, of which mine is missing a considerable chunk. the part left behind only enables me to drive forwards at 20km/h above the speed </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105856805320116608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105856805320116608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/07/dudes-i-think-im-going-to-give-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105840512071740391</id><published>2003-07-16T21:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-16T21:25:20.643-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i'm not really going to continue that last blog... don't really remember what i did. i think summer has a way of distorting time.  You seem to have so much of it, yet at the end of the day, you wonder what you have done. That's been me for the last 2 weeks. I can't wait till september! i need to start over, make myself into someone useful. i need more determination and self discipline. speaking </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105840512071740391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105840512071740391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/07/im-not-really-going-to-continue-that.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105759825747421315</id><published>2003-07-07T13:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T13:20:06.750-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHHHH!!! that's just to let go of the tension that's building in my spine from slouching. i will summarize what i have done since the last blog. friday, july 4i don't remember what i did on friday. hmm.... let's ponder this forgotten day. it can't have just disappeared from my mind. ah! i remember now. i spent the day at my dad's place. details are lost. went home. my mom's friend's daughter </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105759825747421315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105759825747421315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/07/ahhhhhh-thats-just-to-let-go-of.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105728014568334975</id><published>2003-07-03T20:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-03T20:55:45.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>went to see charlie's angels with my sisters today. that movie is totally geared towards teenage boys, or any other age group of males. my sister is convinced that it's 'girl power' she says that it makes her feel empowered. hehe. i guess you could think of it as, if you've got it flaut it/use it. i feel like watching another movie. something light and fluffy, no brainer kind of stuff. romantic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105728014568334975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105728014568334975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/07/went-to-see-charlies-angels-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105701044870192489</id><published>2003-06-30T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T18:00:48.500-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i need to find a job!!! maybe i should just attempt some retail job. the experience could come in handy someday. perhaps jen-yin and i should pursue that entrepreneurial route. anyone want wire jewellry?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105701044870192489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105701044870192489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/i-need-to-find-job-maybe-i-should-just.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105701004003953350</id><published>2003-06-30T17:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-30T17:53:59.846-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ARGH!!! damn mosquitos! why do they like me so much? I have about 15 bites on my feet and another 10 on the rest of my body. They are so itchy! I have some on my toes and now i can't wear shoes cuz they rub on my toes and it hurts. camping wasn't too bad. We didn't leave the house til 2pm on saturday afternoon. we were supposed to have left by 1:30. of course my family has a problem with chronic</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105701004003953350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105701004003953350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/argh-damn-mosquitos-why-do-they-like.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-105663510207995214</id><published>2003-06-26T09:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T09:45:01.940-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wonderland yesterday... oh my god! it was so damn hot! I'm glad i got wet at the beginning of the day. cooled me off for the afternoon. it is so gross walking around wonderland when it's 45° with the humidex. i felt like i'd been rolling around in cotton candy, all sticky and stuff... ewwwsince everyone was at splashworks there wasnt' much of a line for anything. i went on bumper cars twice in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105663510207995214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/105663510207995214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/wonderland-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-96002310</id><published>2003-06-24T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-24T23:09:00.250-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>feel very fidgety right now!!! wonderland tomorrow. and it looks i don't have a ride buddy =( oh well. lili will make new friends"hello there stranger! are you alone too?"*person slowly slides away from me*  this reminds me of my leadership I thing. I was supposed to be the counselor and she was a new "camper" i introduced myself in a weird way and she's like "you're going to scare away all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/96002310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/96002310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/feel-very-fidgety-right-now-wonderland.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-95777633</id><published>2003-06-17T23:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-17T23:36:46.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yippeee! i feel strangely hyper today. perhaps, just euphoria from the school year finishing or maybe relief from having finished my algeo exam. I really need to decide what i'm going to go into. i've always been leaning towards science, but my dad is against that now. he would like to see me become a lawyer. lili, a lawyer? i don't think so. i'd start stammering as the judge looks at me. i don't</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95777633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95777633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/yippeee-i-feel-strangely-hyper-today.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-95618160</id><published>2003-06-13T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T01:10:03.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>our farewell ceremony was so emotional. jen's speech was so nice. it made me cry. *sniff* even teachers i didnt know that well had students with such heartfelt speeches that tears came to my eyes. i hope i don't ball my eyes out next week. i think it must be a great boost to their self-esteem to know that your teaching has brought about such emotion, that your presence in the lives of some has </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95618160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95618160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/06/our-farewell-ceremony-was-so-emotional.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-95063687</id><published>2003-05-29T23:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T23:28:52.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*yawn...* i've been such a lazy bum this week. have barely done anything. in fact close to nothing. didn't even study for my physics exam last night. oh well, it wasn't too bad. I'm really starting to not care, but then i think of the extra thousand dollars i could be getting from western (a school which i may not even be going to) money's always good $$ heheneed to settle down this weekend and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95063687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/95063687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/05/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-94565219</id><published>2003-05-19T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T00:57:28.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have gotten into mcgill. not sure if i'm going to go though. maybe i should have pro/con listsMcgillpros: *in montreal (vive montreal!) *francais* *don't have to stay at home, exercise them independent living skills*cons: *will cost me extra to live in rez*.. actually i think the money is the only bad thing hmmm many things to consider i could always go to ottawa. they speak french too and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/94565219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/94565219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/05/i-have-gotten-into-mcgill.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-94472006</id><published>2003-05-16T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-16T17:52:05.520-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wow it's been almost 2 weeks since i have blogged. damn computers. oh well. my daddy has fixed it. well most of it. i don't have word 2000 as i would like to have. office 97 bugs me. so does my sister!i come home today and she tells me that my friend called... supposedly it was jen-yin. then jen something. what a little brat. i have the urge to hit her over the head. she has nothing to do all </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/94472006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/94472006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/05/wow-its-been-almost-2-weeks-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93733061</id><published>2003-05-04T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T00:04:52.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>should invest in a laptop... ergh ppl constantly bugging me... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93733061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93733061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/05/should-invest-in-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93732997</id><published>2003-05-04T00:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T15:12:49.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> sinus, cosinus, tangerine-- from fruitopia!yah! my computer has internet again. my daddy's so good with this stuff. I don't know what he did but it's all working again. I have decided to set up an action plan for dress shopping.next friday: fairviewsaturday afternoon: pickering town centre &amp; scarborough town sunday: downtown somewhere before my meeting...I think all together, that adds up </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93732997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93732997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/05/sinus-cosinus-tangerine-from-fruitopia.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93447526</id><published>2003-04-29T01:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-29T01:14:15.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>QUOTE OF THE DAY: You can wordify anything as long as you verb it. -- Bucky from "Get Fuzzy by darby conley"okay, i have now fixed the clock on this blog. as yuen was wondering why i was writing in times...i am so absent-minded. one of my common complaints. i have again lost my agenda. i don't know how, it's just disappeared off the face of this planet like it has so many times before to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93447526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93447526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/quote-of-day-you-can-wordify-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93229940</id><published>2003-04-25T04:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T04:40:00.516-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>4:37 silence...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/437-silence.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93229542</id><published>2003-04-25T04:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T04:25:32.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>what's going onmother mother, there's too many of you cryingoh brother brother, there's far too many of you dyingyou know we gotta find a wayto bring some loving here today (4:22)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/whats-going-on-mother-mother-theres.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93229051</id><published>2003-04-25T04:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T04:07:09.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>joe-i wanna knowTell me what I gotta do to please youBaby anything you say I'll do (I'll do)'Cause I only wanna make you happy (happy)From the bottom of my heart it's true (it's true) (4:04)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93229051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/joe-i-wanna-know-tell-me-what-i-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93227630</id><published>2003-04-25T03:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T04:09:05.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>six pence none the richer- kiss meKiss me out of the bearded barley.Nightly, beside the green, green grass.Swing, swing, swing the spinning step.You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight.Lead me out on the moonlit floor.Lift your open handStrike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.So kiss me.~~You are still a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93227630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93227630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/six-pence-none-richer-kiss-me-kiss-me.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93223095</id><published>2003-04-25T01:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-25T01:09:55.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>~~music: travis-sideWell I believe there's someone watching over youThey're watching every single thing you sayAnd when you die they'll sit you down and take you throughYou'll realise one dayThat the grass is always greener on the other sideThe neighbour's got a new car that you want to driveAnd the time is running outYou wanna stay aliveWe all live under the same skyWe all will live </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93223095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93223095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/music-travis-side-well-i-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238563.post-93198836</id><published>2003-04-24T16:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T16:52:03.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mommy says that i got accepted to the university of toronto!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93198836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5238563/posts/default/93198836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jerseycow.blogspot.com/2003/04/my-mommy-says-that-i-got-accepted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>lilz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495896046287767501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
